Jamaican Cows

Oh blessed sweet cows
What have you done
to deserve such agony
Roasting in the hot sun.
You are tied to a post
with little to drink
alone with your sorrow
It's unbearable to think.
What a God-awful feeling
No shade in sight
Only mean, barbaric people
and no will left to fight.
For your destiny is empty
Little chance for peace.
Love, comfort, contentment
is unknown to you.
You deserve so much more
All the pain you've endured
I want you to know...
Your silent cries are heard.
There's little I can do
to change your now life
But I will fight for your justice
to end this cruel strife.